:: journal two : post one :: notes to myself ::

[child_proteus]

[ ooc :: throne's handwriting is the same as always, though there are several pen taps on the page roughly near where his entry begins ]

Note to self:  Never lose your journal again.

Especially not when B is lounging about the house all day, raiding G's wardrobe and scrounging your food.  Otherwise, you'll have nothing to distract yourself from all

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[powerofone]

Throne?

..

[child_proteus]

Dude! Bold! How are you doing, buddy? Sorry for the radio silence, lost journals -- what a pain, right?

[powerofone]

Yeah - you're not the only one either. Sight lost his too.

[child_proteus]

See? There's something in the air, I'm telling you. Or maybe it's in the water.

...You alright, dude?

[powerofone]

I need to talk to you.

I'm down scavenging at night. Give me a shout whenever.

[child_proteus]

Yeah, sure, whatever, dude, we can do that. What's up? Is something wrong?

[powerofone]

I can't talk about it here.

That's all it is.

[child_proteus]

Yeah, sure, I can understand that, Bold. You and me, we'll have ourselves a chat. Sound good?

[powerofone]

Yeah. Sounds good.